Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

While Zhu Zhu and Qin Haofeng were picking up the leak, Chen Yang and Song Qingyun also saw the Tianlu Pixiu that their father was talking about.

Behind the wall next to the farmhouse, Pixiu was placed sideways on the ground. Judging from the fact that the whole Pixiu was covered with dust, it seemed that no one wanted it.

"Uncle Master, have you seen Boss Zhou's one? Is this one the same as that one?" Chen Yang squatted on the ground and asked Song Qingyun while looking at Tianlu Pixiu in front of him.

Song Qingyun shook his head slightly while looking at it, "It's different. Boss Zhou's is only from the late Min Dynasty. This is only from the late Qing Dynasty. It's much better than that one."

Chen Yang nodded. The Tianlu Pixiu in front of him was from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. It should be a product of a folk kiln. Although the appearance is similar to the one in Boss Zhou's photo, the glaze color and the painting work are better than Boss Zhou's original one. Up some.

After Song Qingyun confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the object, he patted the dust on his hands and said, "Chen Yang, if no one really wants this, we just picked it up this time, and we have the final say at how much it will be sold for."

Having said that, you must first ask the local people. If the family has an owner, you have to give them money.

The two turned around and returned to the farmhouse and found the boss. The owner of the farmhouse is a man in his thirties. He doesn't look like a rich man at all, but looks more like a simple farmer.

"Boss Shen, I want to ask you something." After chatting for a while, Song Qingyun handed over a cigarette, "I see there is a big object on the corner behind you. Is that yours? ?”

"Oh, you're asking about the one next to Stomping," Boss Shen waved his hand, "That's not mine. I had it when I was running a farmhouse here. It belonged to Lao Sun's house next door."

Song Qingyun nodded, "Boss Shen, that thing looks weird. What is it?"

Boss Shen shook his head, "Then I don't know. According to Lao Suntou, what is that thing called Pixiu? It attracts wealth."

Chen Yang grinned at the side, "Boss, don't be ridiculous. If it's to attract wealth, how can someone throw this thing out? Why don't you burn three sticks of incense in the morning and evening to offer it properly!"

"Really, I didn't lie to you!" the boss said emphatically. "I heard from the villagers that the old Sun family had money in their ancestors, so this object has always been placed at the door of their house. Later, when their family rebuilt a new house, his son got one The three-legged golden toad was also made in French style at that time, so this thing was replaced with a golden toad."

Now that the basic situation is clear, let’s go to that house and ask. The boss took Song Qingyun and Chen Yang all the way to Lao Sun’s house. When he walked to the door of the courtyard, he knocked on the knocker on the big black iron door. After a while, a voice came from inside.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Lao Shen! Sister-in-law, please open the door. There are two people from the city asking you something."

The door opened, and a woman who was less than forty years old came out. Although there were signs of age on her face, her waist was definitely not inferior to that of a young woman, and she was a typical MILF.

"Sister-in-law, these two bosses came from the city to play," Boss Shen stood at the door with a smile and said to the woman, "I have taken a fancy to the Pixiu that your family threw out, and I want to ask if your family can sell it."

"Sell, sell, sell! Our family has been waiting for three years!" The woman said, smiling and inviting a few people to sit down in the yard.

Hearing what the woman said, Chen Yang and Song Qingyun looked at each other. What do you mean, you have been waiting for three years? Did they know someone was going to buy this thing three years ago? Why do you feel so evil?

After sitting down, the woman poured water for several people one after another, and then talked about the Tianlu Pixiu. It turned out that after inviting the three-legged golden toad, the master said that this Pixiu must be invited out. How to invite it? Someone paid for it.

"But didn't you just throw it out?" Chen Yang asked in surprise from the side, "You just throw it away, aren't you afraid that someone will move it away?"

The woman chuckled and said, "The master said at that time that someone would definitely come to buy it in three months at the earliest and three years at the latest! And even the position was chosen by the master. You are here three years later!"

I go! Chen Yang was a little stunned. Is it so evil? I really don't know if what she said is true or false?

"I like that object very much, and it looks great no matter where it is placed," Song Qingyun said with a smile beside him, "I wonder how much your family plans to sell it for."

"I don't want much, just this amount!" The woman pointed out with a finger.

Chen Yang and Song Qingyun looked at each other. Is this a hundred or a thousand? You can say a hundred million!

Song Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, why did this posture feel like meeting an expert? So he tried to ask, "One thousand yuan?"

The woman smiled and shook her head, continued to hold out a finger, but still said nothing.

"Ten thousand?" Chen Yang asked quietly from the side, "Sister, your price is too high. Who would buy that thing for ten thousand yuan? You can consider it for one thousand yuan."

"One hundred thousand!"

As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, the woman directly said one hundred thousand. When the woman said one hundred thousand, not to mention Song Qingyun and Chen Yang, even Boss Shen of the farmhouse almost stopped sitting.

"Sister-in-law? How much? One hundred thousand?" Boss Shen waved his hand quickly, "Don't be kidding, who would buy that crap with one hundred thousand? Isn't that sick?"

The woman clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Normally speaking, the price of one hundred thousand is a bit high. After all, objects from the late Qing Dynasty cannot be sold at this price."

Hearing what the woman said, Song Qingyun's face suddenly turned cold, and he thought to himself, Damn it, he has indeed met an expert!

"But this object is different. This object has been there for three years and no one has ever asked. With this shape, who would buy such a big object and put it back for display? You must have come here for a purpose!"

At this point, the woman glanced at Song Qingyun and Chen Yang, "Besides, it's not a loss to buy it back for 100,000 yuan. I still have a baby in my belly! Haha!"

After saying this, the woman covered her mouth and laughed. To outsiders, this is a crazy saying. How could a Pixiu made of porcelain have a baby in its belly? Besides, can Pixiu have a baby?

On the other side, Qin Haofeng was looking at a pair of teacups. They were a pair of Qing Daoguang pastel cowherd teacups.

This pair of tea cups is small and exquisite, elegant and beautiful, with excellent quality, pure glaze color, mild and lustrous, smooth and clean, exquisite color application, soft and gorgeous color, and has a strong artistic effect. The whole body of the vessel is painted with a scene of a boy returning home from a pasture. The boy is dressed in blue and riding on the back of an ox. His face is leisurely and childlike. The cow has a strong body and four light hooves. It is decorated with bluestone and green grass. The color is elegant and bright, delicate and soft, the layout is sparse and clear, and the brushwork is delicate and exquisite.

Qin Haofeng was secretly excited. He didn't expect that he would come across something good when he took action. "Uncle, how much do you want to sell this pair of teacups?"

The uncle smiled and stretched out a hand. Qin Haofeng smiled and said, "Fifty, then I want it!"

"Boy, you really want to be beautiful. You want to buy this pair of Qing Daoguang pastel animal husbandry teacups for fifty yuan? At least five thousand yuan!"

Let me rub it, expert! Qin Haofeng stopped taking out the money and was stunned for a moment.